I’m an 11 year old girl and I love school it’s my life. One day during 4th period this girl stared to erase her self and it look fun so I did it. My skin stared fouling off and I stared to bleed; so I stopped.
I went to my next class and my arm stared killing me it heart so badly. I tried to keep it away from my teacher and someone told on me but my teacher didn’t believe the kid until he saw it he ask why I did it I told him “Because nobody cares.” He told me that he cares.
(This month was hard for me my gamma was in the hospital)
When I went home I got a lighter and burned myself my mom saw what I was doing and got mad at me and so she said “why did you do it” I told her “Because it’s my body and I can do what ever I want with it.” I might be right about that my body stuff but I was wrong for what I did.
I did this stuff because I thought no one cared but some people did care. I want to die.
“Someone once told me that life is what you make of it.” I was making mine a living hell.
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